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2Pac – Dont Go To Sleep (feat. Tha Dogg Pound) (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Pictures of plenty, sippin’ my glass full of henny
Hands on my semi—automatic kill for pennies
Approach for contact ’cause I’m live I multiply
Soon as I open fire niggas die wit’ open eyes
Scare to take a nap, it’s a trap a long maze
Dreamin’ of gettin’ stacks, makin’ scratch the wrong way
What the song say, we murder motherfuckers daily
Black out blow the track out, my lyrics never fail me

[Verse 2: Eminem]
It’s like a throne that he don’t even own
He won’t sit down give him a crown he just throws it around
It’s like a joke he’s like a king but he don’t do a thing
He don’t want the diamonds, want the gold or want the jewelry
He don’t want the room or want the loot he’s in it for the sport
Running circles ’round his competition on the court
He appreciates your support but he ain’t begging for it
And you can love and you can hate it
But you can’t ignore it, you can’t be that ig-nor-ant
But you can try to sell him short
But you can’t fuck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was born to raise hell like them country boys
And If I’m fronting man you better come confront me for it

[Verse 3: Notorious B.I.G.]
The pin stripes and the gray (uh-huh)
The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays
While niggas flirt
I’m sewing tigers on my shirt
And alligators
Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh
That’s that nigga wit’ the fake, blaow!
Why you punch me in my face?
Stay in ya place
Play ya position, here come my intuition
Go in this nigga pocket

[Hook: 2Pac]
Don’t go to sleep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Other niggas close they eyes
Seein’ dreams in they sleep
But don’t fall asleep
Don’t go to sleep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Other niggas close they eyes
Seein’ dreams in they sleep
But don’t fall asleep

[Verse 4: Dr. Dre]
Often, it’s a young nigga, in a coffin
Tryin blossom, got shot down walkin, heh
Bleek a high to hot guy, turned cold
Bring the body bag, see the bullet hole and a burned soul
Don’t cry, he chose the life
Fast lane, in the brain, he supposed to fight
How you smile at a momma when she lost a child?

[Verse 5: 2Pac]
I inhale strong weed then release the stress
Deliver the bomb shit from the East to West
Like yay-yo
Nigga’s pull out when I say so
Commence to poppin’ motherfuckers copy it fatal
Efficiently I delete then flee
The art of war, livin’ sucka free, get wit’ me
Motherfucker don’t sleep

[Hook: 2Pac]
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Other niggas close they eyes
Seein’ dreams in they sleep
But don’t fall asleep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Other niggas close they eyes
Seein’ dreams in they sleep
But don’t fall asleep

2Pac – Dont You Trust Me (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

I ain’t got time for this man I’m out

You should stop for awhile you will find me standing there (Don’t you trust me?)
Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don’t trust you)
You spend all your hours just rushing around
Do you have a little time to have a little time for me?

As soon as I leave the house you want to page me
See you got me trapped I’m going crazy this is slavery
You act like it’s outrageous give me space it won’t get better
And maybe we will argue and be through with all these sorry letters
Soon as I come home it’s like I get the third degree
Where ya been and who you with I get no room to breathe It makes me want to leave
I’m sick of these tricks up your sleeve
Your suspicious I deceive give me grief without belief but to me
If you really trust me then it’s pitiful
Question me about my whereabouts that’s so trivial
Let me live my life and you can live yours
Just be there to help me and support that’s what your here for
Not to give me stress and add to pressure
Home is where I go the rest I go to pass the test
I’m sorry if I left you all alone
But I couldn’t make it home so we argue on the phone
Don’t you trust me?

You should stop for awhile you will find me standing there (Don’t you trust me?)
Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don’t trust you)
You spend all your hours just rushing around
Do you have a little time to have a little time for me?

Callin’ up my house to hang it up You think that makes sense
Tell me what it takes for us to shake so we can be friends
It’s time for us to take our separate paths
We had a lot of laughs but the good things come to pass
Let’s think of the evil break don’t make it scandoulous
Try to be mature til your sure that we can handle this
Your sayin’ I’m too busy I ignore you
I guess you didn’t hear me when I said that I cared for you
But now it seems the arguments are nightly
I want to hold you tightly but instead you want to fight me
So why let it stress and aggravate me
Instead I’d rather break hope you don’t hate me
You tell me that you love me but your lyin’
Fightin’ back the urge to start cryin’
I wipe away your tears come and hug me
I love you like you love me
Girl, don’t you trust me?

You should stop for awhile you will find me standing there (Don’t you trust me?)
Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don’t trust you)
You spend all your hours just rushing around
Do you have a little time to have a little time for me?

I hangup the phone (click)
I can’t barely hear you yellin’ at me
Maybe we should end it neither one of us are happy
You know that I’m emotional you milk me
Comin’ over crying just to get me feelin’ guilty
You and me were met to be it yet
You always want to sweat and how much closer can we get (don’t fret)
Just set me back my things and I’ll be outie
This time I’m breakin out you let your mouth overcrowd me
I can’t take the beefin’ and the griefin’
I get no room to sleep I hope it ceases cause I’m leavin’
Maybe next time you’ll be a little more sure
When I can give you more when you unsure
But baby until then I gotta leave ya
It’s not that I don’t need ya but see ya
And I hope that you understand why I bust it
Not because we rushed it (hell no)
But girl don’t you trust me?

You should stop for awhile you will find me standing there (Don’t you trust me?)
Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don’t trust you)
You spend all your hours just rushing around
Do you have a little time to have a little time for me?

Not that I don’t trust you
Don’t you trust me?

Not that I don’t trust you
Don’t you trust me?

Not that I don’t trust you

2Pac – God Bless The Dead (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

Rest in peace to my mothafucka biggie smalls
That’s right boy, it’s goin’ on
Right here, thug life
God bless the dead

God bless the dead and buried nigga
Don’t worry if you see God first tell him shit got worse
I ain’t mad, I know you’re representin’ the crew
And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew

Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game
If you a baller, money went as quick as it came
My role models gone or they locked in the pen
Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind

The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy biggie
Sayin’, "Shit don’t stop, nigga, no pity"
We all hoods and all we ever had was dreams
Money makin’ mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind
I was addicted to tryin’, never meant to do time
My epitaph will read was the last of G’s
Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed
God bless the dead, that’s right

God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead

Man, ain’t nobody promised me a thang
I been caught up in this game
Ever since I was a little motherfucka wantin’ to hang
I can see ’em in my head, pow

Memories of my nigga but he dead now
Lookin’ back in my year book all the years took
Half my peers, they’re stretched for years
And if I die will they all shed tears

Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear
Paranoid got me lookin’ in the mirror
Behind me, life without my nine, I’d rather do the time
See I’m old enough to know that ain’t no justice

Fuck the police and all the courts same way they fucked us
And why the hell am I locked in jail
They let them white boys free
We be shocked as hell

In my mind I can see it comin’
And all the time it’s a plot to keep a nigga runnin’
By keepin’ gun and never run unless I’m comin’ at ya
Cry later but for now let’s enjoy the laughter
God bless the dead, that’s right

God bless the dead
God bless the dead

Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early
All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime
Real motherfuckin’ Gz, this one is for you
Yo stretch, biggie

Yo big this is to you my nigga
Springfield Hollis crew, thug life, why G’z
Sendin’ they respect, you know I mean?
You my nigga for life, forever
You’re always gonna be with a nigga
No matter what, don’t forget that

I pray before I go to sleep
Dear God save my place before I start to eat, ’cause times is hard
So I’m covered to my knees, oh why?
Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?

You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, Uzi weighin’ a ton
Niggas terrified of comin’ from the young gun
Hearin’ that they did it outta fear don’t amaze me
But it’s mind blowin’, so I’m flowin’ goin’ crazy

Slip for cock the gun but he didn’t run like a punk
He shoulda had the gauze in the trunk
For spunk is what he had, kid, I’d ratha attack big
Now ya ’bout to smell the aftermath of what the Mack did

Wannabe suckers wanna test, I’m tellin’ you, yes
The Teflon’s bout to rip through your fuckin’ vest
Guess who? I’ll make a mess of your crew
Quick the spirit biggie smalls and the comin’on clique, yeah

God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead

2Pac – My Block (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

They got a nigga shedding tears, reminiscin on my past fears
Cause shit was hectic for me last year
It appears that I’ve been marked for death
My heartless breath, the underlying cause of my arrest
My life is stressed, and no rest forever weary
My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnessecary, I’m gettin worried
Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we’re arrested, but open fire
Life in the pen ain’t for me, cause I’d rather die
But don’t cry through your despair
I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare
And who cares if we survive
The only time they notice a nigga is when he clutchin on a four-five
My neighborhood ain’t the same
Cause all these little babies goin crazy and they sufferin in the game
And I swear it’s like a trap
But I ain’t given up on the hood it’s all good when I go back
Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props
Forever hop cause it don’t stop… on my block

Now shit’s constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots
Can’t explain a mother’s pain, when her son drops
Black male slippin in hail when will we prevail
Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well
And the system’s sucidal with this Thug’s Life
Stayin strapped forever strapped in this drug life
God help me, cause I’m starvin, can’t get a job
So I resort to violent robberies, my life is hard
Can’t sleep cause all the dirt make my heart hurt
Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers
Mislead from childhood where I went astray
Till this day I still pray for a better way
Can’t help but feel hopeless and heartbroke
From the start I felt the racism cause I’m dark
Couldn’t quit the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star, everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home… on my block

And I can’t help but wonder whhhy, so many young kids had to die
Caught strays from AK’s and the driveby
Swollen pride and homicide, don’t coincide
Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside
Cause our block is filled with danger
Used to be a close knit community but now we’re all cold strangers
Time changes us to stone them crack pipes
All up and down the block exterminatin black life
But I can’t blame the dealers
My mama’s welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels
Shit’s real, I know ya feel, my tragedy
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hopin I can get to sleep with her
It’s a man’s world, stayin strapped
Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back
Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless
Wide eyed and losin focus… on my block

And block parties in tha projects lastin way past daylight
A young nigga learned to break nine
Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen
I send them ends, but it’s tough on a friend, in my mind
I see the same motherfuckers ballin
Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call
I know the young niggaz understand this
Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous
I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes
Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime
Can’t explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game
Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame
And what’s strange is that everybody knows my name, swear they all know me
And lots of cash make a nigga change
I hit the green just to maintain, feelin pain
For all the niggaz that I lost to the game… from my block

2Pac – Fuck ’em All (feat. Outlawz) (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

[Hook: 2Pac + (singers)]
You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Hahaha, yeah, nigga, fuck ’em all!
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Fuck all you muthafuckers!
Ayo, Biggie, put your hands up!

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now, I can make it happen
My rappin’ is similar to mothafuckers when they scrappin’
Blast and watch ’em back up
Notorious Biggie killer, affiliation with Death Row
Niggas get their caps pealed back, fool, this the West Coast
Bitch, you misdemeanor, I’m raisin’ hell like felonies
Mr. Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin’ these
Intoxicated, we duplicated but never faded
Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin’
Got a Mercedes for these tricks, that thought I quit
Then got a drop top Jag for these bitches that’s on my dick
Go to a club in a pack, I’m smokin’ bud in the back
I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap
Mama raised me as a thug nigga, with love niggas
I’m a millionaire started as a drug dealer
I went from rocks to zines, writin’ raps and movies
I went from trustin’ these tricks
Now they all want to sue me, so fuck ’em all!

[Hook: Young Noble + (singers)]
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Come put your hands up in the air!
It’s a middle finger affair, yeah
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)

[Verse 2: Kadafi]
Now, could you picture my criminal status at its fuckin’ peak?
Even the baddest be gettin’ murdered in they seats
I’m addicted to these streets, like crack is to these creeps
Seein’ visions of a prison, wake up screamin’ in my sleep
Is there a heaven in this hell? A possibility of livin’ well?
But if they killin’ me, I get my stripes and whose to tell
Choosin’ to sell, I’d rather die and be deceased
World mob figure addicted to these fuckin’ streets

[Verse 3: E.D.I]
Now, put your muthafuckin’ hands up if you’s a rider (Ride)
Niggas ain’t killers so they hidin’ (Why?)
Fuck ’em all, touch ’em all; that’s the way that we do it
Ride up, hop the fuck out, watch that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I’m as strong as this game, ya’ll be knowin’ my name
A young high strung thug nigga created by pain
Livin’ my life in the fast lane, gettin’ fucked by the past
Got my mind on my cash
And my next piece of ass, so fuck ’em all!

[Hook: Young Noble + (Singers)]
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Come put your hands up in the air!
It’s a middle finger affair, yeah
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don’t need no phony homie to call me
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Back off, I hit at everyone of you homies
So don’t get comfortable, I’m runnin’ you
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Nigga, we Outlaw riders
Don’t give a fuck if you love us, we thuggin’

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
I got glad bags with enemies, cut up so they remember me
Soaked up in Hennessy, so they relatives know it’s me
You can bet your last dollar, I’ll dick ’em and holla
Ridin’ these hoochies like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas
Jump up and get your ass shot up
For my profit pick my Glock up
I’m bustin’ with self-defense, you see
Poppin’ nobody got ’em, holla
Outlaw riders, mash up on the gas pedal
Vacate the scene, count the cash and stash the precious metal
Here come the coppers, the S.W.A.T. team and the helicopters
Them crackers is crazy, why? ‘Cause they’ll never stop us
I watched Arnold Schwarzenegger bust somebody in a movie
Now I want to do it too, ooh, ooh
Niggas is too through, true to the game
I claim Outlaw riders, we give a fuck what they try, I’m…

[Verse 4: Young Noble]
‘Cause Young Noble behind it
Can you picture me stickin’ niggas for they watch and chain?
Kick back, lil’ nigga, and watch the game
Get your mob rocked and what-not
We keep it poppin’, like a drug spot
The streets know what’s hot, trust me

[Verse 5: Napoleon]
Even my hood call me "baby Malcolm X"
With the TEC’s, shower some slugs on ’em
I’ve got a brother, don’t rest and he keeps some drugs on him
Always in grind mood, hustle to find food
Ever seen Faces of Death? That’s what my 9 do

[Verse 6: Kastro]
I keep my mind on my money, and my money on my mind
With my back against the wall, like I’m runnin’ outta time
Even rap with a gat, I must be goin’ out my mind
Like I’m up against the world, this guerilla team of mine
Screamin’, "Thug Life, bitch, fuck ’em all!" and die for ’em
Even if the last nigga left I’ma ride for ’em
Feel me? Until they kill me, that’s how I’m rollin’
"Fuck ’em all, let them die!" – that’s my slogan; fuck ’em all!

[Hook: Young Noble + (singers)]
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Come put your hands up in the air!
It’s a middle finger affair, yeah
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
I do my dirt all by my lonely
Don’t need no phony homie to call me
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Back off, I hit at everyone of you homies
So don’t get comfortable, I’m runnin’ you
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
Nigga, we Outlaw riders
Don’t give a fuck if you love us, we thuggin’
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)
(That’s right, bitch, fuck ’em all!)

2Pac – Old School (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

Here we go; we gonna send this one out to the old school
All these motherfuckers in the Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island
Queens, and all the motherfuckers that laid it down, the foundation
Ya know what I’m saying? Nothing but love for the old school
That’s who were going do this one for, ya feel me?

"What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave the way"
[x3]
Nothin like the old school/ain’t nuttin like the old school
"What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave the way"

I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL, Raising Hell, but, that didn’t last
Eric B. & Rakim was, the shit to me
I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D
And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck Chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal. Remember Raw, with Daddy Kane?!
When De La Soul was puttin Potholes in the game
I can’t explain how it was, Whodini
Had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them block parties in the projects, and on my block
You diggy don’t stop, sippin on that Private Stock
Through my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the night
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old school

"What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave the way"
[x3]
Nothin like the old school/ain’t nuttin like the old school
"What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave the way"

I had, Shell Toes, and BVD’s
A killer crease inside my Lee’s when I hit the streets
I’m playing skelly, Ringolevio, or catch a kiss
Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch
I remember. way back, the weak weed they had
Too many seeds in the trey bag
I’m on the train headin uptown, freestyling
With some wild kids from Bucktown, profiling
Cus the hoochies was starin, thinking "what them niggas wearing?"
I’m wondering if that’s her hair, I remember
Stickball, humpin hoochies on the wall
Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to stay away from Rikers Isle
Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it true
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain’t nuttin like the old school

"What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave the way"
[x3]
Nothin like the old school/ain’t nuttin like the old school
"What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave the way"

Remember popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was spittin La Di Da Di
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties
I remember, breakdancing to Melle Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV, I’d rather hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don’t let the transit cops see me
It ain’t nothing like the old school!

"What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave the way"
[x3]
Nothin like the old school/ain’t nuttin like the old school
"What more could I say? I wouldn’t be here today if the old school didn’t pave the way"

Haha, on the real though
Remember seeing Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfucking party?
Remember motherfuckers used to go, "Is Brooklyn in the house?"
And motherfuckers would lose they God Damn Mind!
That’s the old school to me; that’s what I’m sayin (Super, Sperm)
I remember goin places that motherfuckers was scared to say
They was from anywhere but Brooklyn; that shit was the bomb
Back in the motherfucking old school nigga
Remember skelly nigga? Knocking niggas out the box, popping boxes?
Remember stickball? Member niggas to run that shit like that?
Remember the block– ‘Member screaming up at your moms from the window?
(LL Cool J is hard as Hell…)
The ice cream truck, remember all the mother–
‘Member the Italian Ices, yo? Yo, remember the Italian Ices?!
The Spanish Niggas comin’ down with the coconut ices and shit?
I came through the door, said it before
That was the shit!

2Pac – R U Still Down feat. Jon B (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

R U still down
R U still down
R U still down

Now up and at em it’s on, I was raised to be strong
And Mama told me be a Thug since the day I was born
I came up, out the gutter never changed my style
Got for real about my papers, cause the game was wild
And the fame was a plot to try to change me
And what’s strange is nobody knew my name ‘fore it came
Now the whole world is calling me a, killer
All I ever did, was try to reach the kids with the real

All the time I was ballin, never heard my friends callin
Couldn’t stop myself from fallin, I’m all in
Shit’s gettin sleazy, believe me
Best to take what ya need, but don’t be greedy
Cause in my mind, I see sunshine, I thought
I didn’t have to run, now I’m duckin from the gun yellin, ‘One-Time’
Take your time to feel my record, and if you did
chill a second, my blind method, will still wreck it
My young homies stay strong
I wonder if they’ll listen to a nigga when he gone, R U Still Down?

Raise ’em up, R U still down?
Raise ’em up, R U still down?
Raise ’em up, R U still down?
Raise ’em up, R U still down?
Raise ’em up, R U still down?

I’m gettin’ high, so a nigga think he touch the sky
Turn tough inside, in the rush to die
Livin’ life as a Thug time to face the truth
What’s goin’ on with the wasted youth, please God
come and save me (save me) had to work with what ya gave me
And got a nigga goin’ crazy
I can’t read the signs, I’m blind, but a nigga know
he need his nine, cause times, they ain’t what they used to be
Ain’t a penitentiary built big enough for me
and my niggas on the streets, man listen
Cause these ain’t the old days
Ain’t no way I’ma bustin’ my ass and gettin’ no pay
It seems I can’t find my focus, and homey I ain’t paranoid
I seen the future and it’s hopeless
Lord knows, its hard on a young scrub
It seems I had less problems when I slung drugs
But since I’m tryin’ lace niggas with the game
want to see me locked in chains, tryin’ to dirty up my name
And them same motherfuckers that was callin’ me
Will be the first to turn their backs, when I’m fallin’, see
I should have seen it from the jump, but now it’s clear
This one nigga got the town in fear, but R U Still Down

Raise ’em up, R U still down?
Raise ’em up, R U still down?
Raise ’em up, R U still down?
Raise ’em up, R U still down?
Raise ’em up, R U still down?

I wrote this for my critics and my, enemies
Last year ya used to love me, huh remember me!
Now ya hate me with a passion, tryin’ to get me stuck in the mix
I’m stayin’ sharp, got no time for them tricks
And now they wonder if I’m goin’ to jail
Just as well, cause my life on the streets, a living Hell
And I can’t sleep, they got my phone tapped, and mercy Lord
Come get me ‘fore they hurt me
Ran outta tears, and through the years couldn’t change me
My daddy left me alone, and so I’m angry
I never did nothin’ wrong, my mama told me, "Baby it’s on"
And now I’m hustlin’ and bustlin’ bones
Never said it came easy, I’m makin cheese
Buyin’ all the things on TV, and gettin’ skeezed
Wish my homeboys could see me now
Little bad motherfucker runnin’ wild through the town
Please tell me, R U Still Down?

R U still down, to raise em up? Remember me
R U still down, to raise em up? Remember me
R U still down, to raise em up?

R U still down, to raise em up? Remember me
R U still down, to raise em up? Remember me
R U still down, to raise em up? Remember me
R U still down, to raise em up?

R U still down, to raise em up? Remember me
R U still down, to raise em up? Remember me
R U still down, to raise em up? Remember me
R U still down, to raise em up?

That’s right y’all, give them bitches the motherfuckin’ middle finger, raise! Em’ up
These hoes can’t fade me, don’t these bitches know we crazy?
Thug Life, niggas, be, the sickest
You feel me? Now get that shit written down, goddamn!
Took four years and a motherfuckin’ case for these motherfuckers to feel me
Ain’t that a bitch?

R U still motherfucking down?
Old hoe ass fake ass niggas
We out this motherfucker

2Pac – Fuck All Yall (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

‘Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:

Ha ha ha, f*** all y’all, f*** all y’all, I don’t need nobody
F*** ’em, f*** all y’all

Money gone f*** friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these motherf***in’ cops be on me
I got problems ain’t nobody calling back
Now what the f*** is happenin’ with my ballin’ cats
Remember me I’m ya homie that was down to brawl
Sippin’ Hennessy hanging with the clowns and
All we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew
We had b****es by the dozens "huh" we f***in’ cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A n**** just got paid and we still was broke
It took time, but finally the cash was mine
All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind
Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes
It’s like scavengers waitin’ to take a hustler’s place
And if you stuck, where the f*** is all ya friends
They straight busted and can’t be trusted f*** y’all

F*** all y’all, f*** all y’all

I’m sippin’ Tanqueray and juice and what’s the use
Cause I’m a hopeless thug
Ain’t no love reminiscing on how close we was
Way back in the day before they put the crack in the way
And hey how much money can you stack in a day
It’s gettin’ rough collect calls from my n****s in cuffs
I recollect we used to ball now just living’s enough
I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall
Thug for life sprawled all across the wall
And all about my dollars make me wanna holla
Drop an album sell a million give a f*** about tomorrow
I know it’s gettin’ crazy after dark
These marks keep on huffin’ and puffin’
Ain’t no fear in my heart
What’s going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive
I still roll with the heater smokin’ chocolate Thai
In 94 I’ll be going solo
Too many problems of my own so I’m rollin’ dolo
F*** all y’all

F*** all y’all, f*** all y’all
F*** all y’all, f*** all y’all
F*** all y’all, f*** all y’all

I went from rags to riches
Quick to socializing with the baddest b****es
Went from a bucket to a rag with switches
I’m seein’ death around the corner
I’m bumpin’ Gloria doin’ 90 ’cause I wanna
I’m getting high and like I said it was some chocolate Thai
Mixed with some indonesia watch me fly
And even though I know the cops behind me
Hit the weed and uh I continue doing 90 (Biotch)
Until I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court
F*** the law give a s*** I’m even worse than before
I know they wanna see a n**** buried
But I ain’t worried still throwing these thangs
Got me locked in these chains
And hey n**** what the f*** is you wailin’ ’bout
Soon as I hit the cell I’ll be bailin’ out
And when I hit the streets I’m in a rush to ball
I’m screaming Thug Life n**** f*** y’all

Ha ha ha, f*** all y’all, f*** all y’all, I don’t need nobody
F*** ’em, f*** all y’all

2Pac – When We Ride On Our Enemies (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

Fugees! Fugees and Mobb Deep tryin’ to diss now too?
I ain’t prejudiced, I don’t give a fuck
This is what it sounds like when we ride on our enemies
Biatch! When we ride on our enemies

Hey! Got some static for some niggas on the other side of town
Let my little cousin K roll, he’s a rider now
What they want from us motherfuckin’ thug niggas?
Used to love niggas now I plug niggas, and slug niggas
Am I wrong? niggas makin’ songs, tryin’ to get with us
Must be gone on stress weed in the west we trust
To the chest I bust! Then we ride ’til the sun come
Shinin’ back to brighten up the sky, many die

Heard the Fugees was tryin’ to do me, look bitch
I cut yo’ face, this ain’t no motherfuckin’ movie
Then we watch the other two die slow
Castrated entertainin’ at my motherfuckin’ sideshow
Bam! Set my plan in mo’
Time to exterminate my foes, I can’t stand you hoes
Now label this my fuckin’ trick shot
My lyrics runnin’ all you cowards out of Hip-Hop

When we ride on our enemies
When we ride on our enemies
I bet you motherfuckers die
When we ride on our enemies
When we ride on our enemies
Bet all you motherfuckers die
When we ride on our enemies

Come take a journey through my mind’s eye
You crossed the game, don’t explain, nigga time to die, say goodbye
Watch my eyes when I pull the trigger
So right before you die you bow before a bigga nigga, now dry yo’ eyes
You was heartless on yo’ hits
Niggas love to scream peace after they start some shit
Pay attention, here’s a word to those that robbed me
I murder you then I run a train on Mobb Deep! Don’t fuck with me

Nigga you’re barely livin’, don’t you got sickle cell?
See me have a seizure on stage, you ain’t feelin’ well, hell
How many niggas wanna be involved?
See I was only talkin’ to Biggie, but I’ll kill all of y’all, then ball
Then tell da brat to keep her mouth closed
Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin’ Outlawz
Before I leave, make sure everybody heard
Know I meant, every motherfuckin’ word

When we ride on our enemies
When we ride on our enemies
Make sure everybody die
When we ride on our enemies
When we ride on our enemies
I make sure everybody die
When we ride on our enemies

2Pac – Thug Style (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain’t shit
That nigga ain’t from muhfuckin’ New York
That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas
Yo nigga man fuck ‘Pac that nigga West Coast
That fucker that always with them New York niggas
Seen them with that nigga man that nigga ain’t from the West Coast
Man fuck ‘Pac fuck that nigga that nigga ain’t really down
Rapin’ ass nigga I didn’t do it fuck it with that nigga
Fuck that nigga man fuck that nigga let that nigga go to jail right
And fuck that nigga fuck that nigga fuck you too nigga

I’m in this, motherfucker
I guess these muthafuckas tryin’ to take me out the business right
I guess I ain’t East Coast enough for my niggas back in New York
And I ain’t West Coast for these niggas on the West huh?
Fuck e’rybody

Thug style out this, motherfucker, niggas, throw ya hands in the air
If you got jeep make ya speakers pop
I want motherfuckin’ police tryin’ to pull niggas over on this one
We takin’ this one to the whole ‘nother level gutter style thug style
You feel me, things that we can only do as a real G
We ain’t dead yet

Hit me, I got my Hennessy find ya foes
In a room full of niggas tryin’ to hide ya hoes
I’m gettin’ high off buddha cause the times be slow
I keep my mind on dough you never find me broke
And who me? A nigga livin’ life like a G
In that artillery keepin’ niggas off of me
I can’t sleep livin’ in these wicked times, peep
Niggas after me cause they see I’m stackin’ G’s and heat
You can holler if you want to, please!!
I ain’t runnin’ with no punk crew be, bleed!!
Enemies and my range is on, you’re in the danger zone
My fuckin’ game is strong, now hotline
You suckas better find ya mind I got mine
From hustlin’ and bustin’ them rhymes
To my niggas up in Quentin, Down on Rikers Isle
Stay rile, but a nigga gotta use his styles

These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style

I could be wrong but I never got along with cops
It’s like they stuck from makin’ niggas duck from Glocks
And all the time, my mind’s full of thoughts of ends
I’m still rollin’ my bucket but I bought me a Benz (tadow)
My fake friends say they love me but I know they lie
Cause in the dark see they hearts full of homicide
My mama cried when they took me off to jail
Only me inside the cell, straight locked up in this hell
I hear some sucker screamin’ like the demon’s inside
Will ’em away in the mornin’, only the strong survive
I cry, but in my own way swallow my pride
Pick a reason to hide from all the niggas that die
Cemetery full of brothers I buried it’s goin’ down
Even now I wonder will I still be around
My hometown is the gutter I was born a wild
I came up out this dust with my heartless style

These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style

I remember Uptown, run catch a kiss
Listenin’ to Mr. Magic
Cuttin’ up the hits And even though I had a habit
Makin’ words rhyme I was caught up in the madness
Juvenile thugs come on
I tell the whole story nothin’ but truth
Halloween throwin’ eggs from the project roofs
And Pete and Lee young G’s with a gift of gab
Tryna hook up with the hookers who was quick to stab Remember mama’s cookin’, no school straight hookin’
And tryin’ to get with light skinned cause she good lookin’
And jumpin’ over turnstiles cause we ain’t payin’
Call the cuties cuss words but we only playin’
I’m prayin’ I can get a buck no luck
I had to move around a lot cause my moms was stuck
I had family but I was way too wild
Had to move to the West to regain my style

These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style (my nigga scream)
Niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the cross, but my force was wild
Bitch-made ass niggas don’t know my style
These, niggas don’t know my style
Quick to smile, juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the mothafuckin’ cross, but my force was wild
Mothafuckin’ bitches

Swear y’all know nigga
Ever heard motherfucka say all in Kool-Aid know the flavor hahha
You mothafuckas all in my motherfuckin’ LP and don’t know the beat
This shit thuggish, fo’ life, I told y’all, it’s album three see
G sound, freestyle
Motherfuckin’ Young Thugs in this motherfucker

2Pac – Can U Get Away (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

Ever since I met ya I could peep the pressure
It’s like your man don’t understand, all he does is stress ya
I can see your state of misery from the introduction
Ain’t ’bout no sucking and touching, just harmless discussion
Maybe we can see a better way, find a brighter day
Late night phone conversations — would that be OK?
I don’t wanna take up all your time, be the next in line
Tell me your size, let me find you things with you in mind
I can see you’re cautious and I’m careful not to scare you
The anticipation of love making, got you shaking when I’m standing near you
News of precision will prepare ya
In case you get scared, just ask the man in the mirror
Now the picture’s gettin’ clearer all he does is hit you hard
I tell you to leave him, and you tell me keep my faith in God
I don’t understand, I just wanna bring ya home
I wonder should I leave you alone and find a woman of my own
All the homies tell me that you don’t deserve it
I contemplate but in my heart I know you worth it
Tell me Can U Get Away?

So much pressure in the air (I know, I know)
And I can’t get away (Just for a little while love)
I’m not happy here (I know it’s hard but, Can U Get Away?)
So much pressure in the air (Let’s go man, get up outta there, Can U Get Away?)
And I can’t get away (Do you love him?)
I’m not happy here (Do you love that man?)

Could it be my destiny to be lonely?
Ain’t checkin’ for these hoochies that be on me cause they phony
But you was different — I got no need to be suspicious
Cause I can tell — my life with you would be delicious
The way you lick your lips and shake your hips got me addicted
I’m sittin’ here hoping that we can find some way to kick it
Even though I got your digits gotta struggle to resist it
Slowly advance when it’s my chance not to miss it
You blow me kisses
When he ain’t lookin’, now your heart’s tooken
My only wish is that you change your mind and he get shook
Wanna take you there but you scared to follow, come see tomorrow
Hoping I can take you through the pain and sorrow
Let you know I care — that someone’s there for your struggle
Depend on me, when you have needs or there’s trouble
I wanna give you happiness and maybe even more
I told you before, no time to waste we can hook up at the store
Can U Get Away?

So much pressure in the air (I know it is)
And I can’t get away (Yeah you can)
I’m not happy here (You ain’t happy huh ..Can U Get Away?)
So much pressure in the air (I know.. is he beatin’ on you?)
And I can’t get away (Did he punch you?)
I’m not happy here (Throwin’ you around the house?)

I sit here reminiscin’ and I hope you listenin’
In the position to pressure and offer competition
Me and you was meant to be my destiny, no longer lonely
Cause now it’s on for you and me, all I can see
A happy home, that’s my fantasy
But my reality is problems with your man and me
What can I do? Don’t wanna lose you to this sucker
Cause if he touch ya, I got some drama for that busta
Don’t wanna rush ya — but make your mind up fast
Nobody knows — on who controls will it last, before I ask
I hope you see that I’m sincere, and even if you
Stay with him today I’m still here
I refuse to give up — cause I believe in what we share
You’re livin’ in prison and what he’s givin’ can’t compare
Cause everything I feel for you I wanna let you know
Passionately yours and I’ll never let you go
Tell me Can U Get Away?

So much pressure in the air (Can’t get away why?)
And I can’t get away
I’m not happy here (Let me take you away, all I wanna know, Can U Get Away?)
So much pressure in the air (Man)
And I can’t get away (Course you can get away)
I’m not happy here (If you really wanted to get away, you could get away)

You ain’t got to go through all this drama and this stress
With this old half a man, ya know what I’m sayin’?
I ain’t tryin’ to put you in a position
Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything
You need but now.. he ain’t even takin’ care of you
He beatin’ on you and shit; look how you look
You too motherfuckin’ raw to be with that nigga, ya know what I’m sayin’?
Shake that sucker to the left
Let me show you what this life is really about
Ya know what I’m sayin’? You need to be on first class
Need to be goin’ to Hawaii, seein’ the world
Seein’ what this world got to offer you
Not goin’ to, ya know what I’m sayin’?
The emergency room, gettin’ stitches
Cause this nigga done got jealous
Don’t cry, it’s all good

2Pac – Thugz Mansion (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

Shit, tired of gettin’ shot at
Tired of gettin’ chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong, that’s just for us
niggas ain’t gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
Y’knahmean? Where do niggas go when we die?
Ain’t no heaven for a thug nigga
That’s why we go to thug mansion
That’s the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
At thug mansion

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine,
I cry at times I once contemplated suicide,
and woulda’ tried but when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma’s eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin’ it’s hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin’ hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain’t have a choice but to roll on
We found a family spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor store and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G’s
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind’s eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug’s mansion

Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chil’ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Only place that’s right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky

Will I survive all the fights and the darkness?
Trouble sparks, they tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed
I shed tattooed tears and couldn’t sleep good
For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots
Nobody cares, seen the politicians ban us
They’d rather see us locked in chains, please explain
Why they can’t stand us, is there a way for me to change?
Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?
I need a place to rest my head
With the little bit of homeboys that remains, ’cause all the rest dead
Is there a spot for us to roll, if you find it
I’ll be right behind ya, show me and I’ll go
How can I be peaceful? I’m comin’ from the bottom
Watch my daddy scream peace while the other man shot him
I need a house that’s full of love when I need to escape
The deadly places slingin’ drugs, in thug’s mansion

Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chil’ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Only place that’s right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky

Dear momma don’t cry, your baby boy’s doin’ good
Tell the homies I’m in heaven and they ain’t got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night,
it had me shook drippin’ peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang sittin’ there kickin’ it with Malcolm, ’til the day came
Little LaTasha sho’ grown tell the lady in the liquor that she’s forgiven, so come home
Maybe in time you’ll understand only God can save us
When Miles Davis cuttin’ lose with the band
Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Picture a place that they exist, together
There has to be a place better than this, in heaven
So right before I sleep, dear God, what I’m askin’
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug’s mansion

Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chil’ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Only place that’s right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky

Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chil’ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Only place that’s right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky

Mulan – PURE

I sit here
Just take control
Pure my soul
You won’t believe
Some things I’ve seen
I pray for you, I do
To heal the [?]
Feel it all [?]
Yeah, we’re gonna get some clear
Why you wanna think a scene?
Why you wanna hold me down?
Why you wanna let me down?
Why you wanna hear me crash?
Why you wanna think a scene?
When we could only last it so Pure?
Why you wanna hold me down?
When we could only last it so Pure?

The truth, you wanna see the things that [?]
And honestly there’s much then when I fight you to choose
Just take control, lose your soul
Feel like you
Trust the world, and take control
Why you wanna think a scene?
Why you wanna hold me down?
Why you wanna let me down?
Why you wanna hear me cry out?
Why you wanna think a scene?
When we could only last it so Pure?
Why you wanna hold me down?
When we could only last it so Pure?

Vixi mentiu – Mc Kapela letra

Letra MC Kapela – Vixi mentiu

Tentei mudar meu coração
E parar de ir pro jet
Sossegar com o mozão
E dizer não pras piriguetes
Só ficar no refri
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E parar de beber Jack
Encostar pra minha goma
E dormir antes das sete
Vixi mentiu
Hoje é primeiro de Abril

Que po de namoro
Se tem baile, “nóis” partiu
Que po de namoro
Se tem baile, “nóis” sumiuuu.
Mc Kapela letras
Video mentiu

Life s about to get good – Shania Twain lyrics

Lyrics Shania Twain – Life s about to get good

I wasn’t just broken, I was shattered
I trusted you so much, you’re all that mattered
You no longer love me and I sang like a sad bird
I couldn’t move on and I think you were flattered.
(life s about to get good)

Ohhh! Life’s about joy
Life’s about pain
It’s all about forgiving and the will to walk away
I’m ready to be loved
And love the way I should
Life’s about
Life’s about to get good.

Oh, life s about to get good. (x3)

The longer my tears fell, the wider the river
It killed me that you’d give your life to be with her
I had to believe that things would get better
It was time to forget you, forever.

Oh! Life’s about joy
Life’s about pain
It’s all about forgiving and the will to walk away
I’m ready to be loved
And love the way I should
Life’s about
Life’s about to get good.

Oh, life’s about to get good. (x6)

It took me so long to be strong
But I’m alive, and I hold on
To what I can feel, it hurts to heal
Oh, when love lies
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About to get good
About to get good
About to get… ahhhh

Oh! Life’s about joy
Life’s about pain
It’s all about forgiving and the will to walk away
I’m ready to be loved
And love the way I should
Life’s about
Life’s about to get good.

Oh, life s about to get good. (x6)

Oh, life’s about joy
Life’s about pain
Life’s about, life’s about to get gooddd.
Shania Twain lyrics
Video good

Kingdom – Phantom Sage feat. Miss Lina lyrics

Lyrics Phantom Sage – Kingdom

We’re the ones standing in the sky
We take it upon our own allies
From all of the rules we abide by.(kingdom)

For us to say our final goodbyes.

We are the kingdom in the air
Because all of the tones we have declared
The minds of the leaders are elsewhere
I ask you does this sound unfair.

Raise a storm
And go where
We’ve never gone before
We have sworn
To mend
The bond that we have torn.

Raise a storm
And go where
We’ve never been before
We have sworn
To mend
The bond that we have torn
(The bond that we have torn).

We are the people of the clouds
A title we have been endowed
So join as we all stand and shout
An ancient race we are and proud.

So fill the glasses to the brink
A heavy hand so you must think
But I have found the missing link
Our fate is written in the ink.

Raise a storm
And go where
We’ve never gone before
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We have sworn
To mend
The bond that we have torn.

Raise a storm
And go where
We’ve never been before
We have sworn
To mend
The bond that we have torn.

Raise a storm
Go where we’ve never gone before
We have sworn
To mend the bond that we have torn.

Raise a storm
Go where we’ve never gone before
We have sworn
To mend the bond that we have tornnn.
Phantom Sage lyrics
Video Phantom Sage

Learn to let go – Kesha lyrics

Lyrics Kesha – Learn to let go

Been a prisoner of the past
Had a bitterness when I looked back
Was telling everyone it’s not that bad
‘Til all my s**t hit the fan.
(learn to let go)

I know I’m always like
Telling everybody you don’t gotta be a victim
Life ain’t always fair, but hell is living in resentment
Choose redemption, your happy ending’s up to you.

I think it’s time to practice what I preach
Exorcise the demons inside me
Whoa, gotta learn to let it go
The past can’t haunt me if I don’t let it
Live and learn and never forget it
Whoa, gotta learn to let it go.

Had a boogieman under my bed
Putting crazy thoughts inside my head
Always whispering, “It’s all your fault”
He was telling me “No, you’re not that strong”.

I know I’m always like
Telling everybody you don’t have to be a victim
Life ain’t always fair, but hell is living in resentment
Choose redemption, your happy ending’s up to you.

So I think it’s time to practice what I preach
Exorcise the demons inside me
Whoa, gotta learn to let it go
The past can’t haunt me if I don’t let it
Live and learn and never forget it
Whoa, gotta learn to let it go.

Hey-eh-eh-eh, yeah
Hey-eh-eh-eh, yeah
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Learn to let go, learn to let go. (x2)

I’m done reliving my bad decisions
I see now maybe there’s a reason
Why, I, I, I, I, I, I been through hell and back
Yeah, honestly, it’s what made me who I am
Holding on to wasted time
Gotta learn to let go in life.

So I think it’s time to practice what I preach
Exorcise the demons inside me
Whoa, gotta learn to let it go
The past can’t haunt me if I don’t let it
Live and learn and never forget it
Whoa, gotta learn to let it go.

Hey-eh-eh-eh, yeah
Hey-eh-eh-eh, yeah
Learn to let go, learn to let gooo.
Kesha lyrics
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Julia Ecklar – Threes lyrics

Deep into the stony hills
Miles from town or hold
A troop of guards comes riding
With a lady and her gold
She rides bemused among them
Shrouded in her cloak of fur
Companioned by a maiden
And a toothless sated cur

Three things see not end
A flower blighted ere it bloom
A message that miscarries
And a journey that is doomed

One among the guardsmen
Has a shifting restless eye
And as they ride he scans the hills
That rise against the skies
He wears both sword and jewels
Worth more than he could afford
And hidden in his baggage
Is a heavy secret horde

Of three things be wary of
A feather on a cat
The shepherd eating mutton
And the guardsman that is fat

Little does the lady care
What all the guardsmen know
That bandits ambush caravans
That on these trade roads go
In spite of tricks and clever traps
And all that men can do
The brigands seem to always sense
Which trains are false or true

Three things are most perilous
The shape that walks behind
The ice that will not hold you
And the spy you cannot find

From ambush bandits screaming
Charge the pack train and it’s prize
And all but four within the trade
Are taken by surprise
And all but four are cut down
As a woodsman fells a log
The guardsmen and the lady
And the maiden and the dog

Three things hold a secret
Lady riding in a dream
The dog that sounds no warning
And the maiden who does not scream

Then off the lady pulls her cloak
And armor she is clad
Her sword is out and ready and
Her eyes are fierce and glad
The maiden makes a gesture and
The dog’s a cur no more
A wolf, swordmaiden and sorceress
Now face the bandit horde

Three things never anger
Or you will not live for long
A wolf with cubs
A man with power
And a women’s sense of wrong

The lady and her sister
By a single trader lone
Were hired out to try to lay
A trap all of their own
And no one knew their plan except
The two who rode that day
For what you do not know
You cannot ever give away

Three things is it’s better part
That only two should know
For treasure hides who shares your bed
And how to catch your foe

The bandits growl a challenge
And the lady only grins
The sorceress bows mockingly
And them the fight begins
When it ends there’s only four
Left standing from the horde
The witch the wolf the traitor
And the women with the sword

Three things never trust in
A maiden sworn is pure
The vows a kings has given
And the ambush that is sure

They strip the trader naked
And then whip him on his way
And to the barren hill sides like
The folk he used to slay
And what of all the maidens
That this bandit raped and slew
So as revenge the sorceress
Makes him a women too

Three things trust above all else
The horse on which you ride
The beast that guards your sleeping
And your shield mate at your side

Bunty Sandhu – Garari lyrics

Song – garari
Singer – bunty sandhu
Music – harsh-akrsh
Lyrics – sukhjeet charnia
Label – bhardwaj productions

Main desi jeha jatt shonki wala sohniye
Kehnda nyio kisi nu vi mada sohniye (2)

Sire da shikari kamla ja krta
Pure wali pon hun thandi lage na

Pta ni kyun tere te garari ad gayi,
Mainu tere bina hor koi changi lagge na
Pta ni kyun tere te garari ad gayi,
Mainu tere bina…

Munda tethon jind jaan fire warda
Karle khyal tu vi pora yaar da (2)
Ishq ajeeb jeha rang balliye,
Tu es rang vich hle rangi lage na

Pta ni kyun tere te garari ad gayi,
Mainu tere bina hor koi changi lagge na…(2)

Kare sukhjeet tennu dilon pyar ni,
Charnia lyon nu o baitha tyaar ni (2)
Husn ta jag utte aam firda,
Tere wajon koi sathi sangi lagge na

Tere bina… hun tere bina…(2)
Pta ni kyun tere te garari ad gayi,
Mainu tere bina…(2)
Mainu tere bina hor koi changi lagge na…

Brika – I Just Wanna Be Single lyrics

A group of us were
On a balcony
In Colombia
Foreign country
Drinks were flowing
And I was in between

A couple fighting
And that boy
Started to get
A little close
I like the game
But ultimately
I’d leave

Cause I just want to be single

Cause I just want to be single

The matrix of the
City streets
Fermented grain
And ocean breeze
Got tempted can’t regret that
I said no

I don’t get into problems
Boys come the more I say go
You leave then
I like the game

But I Just want to be single
Cause I just want to be single
But I love that I’m single
Cause I don’t need that issue

I just want to be single
Cause I just want to be single
But I love that I’m single
Cause I don’t need that issue

Janet Arnaiz – Hello lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hello kamusta ka
‘Di ba nag-iba
Mula di kong kilala
‘Di ba kay tagal din
Tayo’y ‘di nagkita
Ika’y nasa mabuti ba

[Hook]
Mga ngiti mong kay tamis
Naalala kong lagi

[Chorus]
Hello, Sana ay nandito ka hello
Nais kong kasama ka hello
Miss Kita
Sana’y Laging Kausap Ka
Hello, Sana ay nandito ka hello
Nais kong kasama ka hello
Miss Kita
Sana’y laging kausap ka

[Verse 2]
Kapag nag-iisa
Naalala Ka
Buhay ko’y sumasaya
Saan man magpunta
Iniisip Kita
Bawat oras kay ligaya

[Hook]
Sana’y di lang sa pangarap
Kung aking nadarama

[Chorus]
Hello, Sana ay nandito ka hello
Nais kong kasama ka hello
Miss Kita
Sana’y Laging Kausap Ka
Hello, Sana ay nandito ka hello
Nais kong kasama ka hello
Miss Kita
Sana’y laging kausap ka

[Bridge]
Marinig kita
Makausap Ka
Panaginip kong lagi
Anuman ang tinig mo
Ang siyang hinihintay
Dahil saglit ay mahiming

[Chorus]
Hello, Sana ay nandito ka hello
Nais kong kasama ka hello
Miss Kita
Sana’y Laging Kausap Ka
Hello, Sana ay nandito ka hello
Nais kong kasama ka hello
Miss Kita
Sana’y laging kausap ka

Legitimate Front – She lyrics

Witchy woman, lady always knows the way
Feel her magic, only hope is stay away
You’ll feel like you’ve got the control
But she’s run away with your soul
She’s the siren who’ll dash you upon the cape

Wake up in a sweat, it’s a dream
And not something that you want to think about
You realize it’s not what it seems

She’s in love with me, but I never got a say
Someone save me please from her crazy game
She’s in love with me, and I’m scared she’s here to stay

Strangely peaceful, yet you know things go astray
Restless spirit, not a single card to play
She’ll get all up inside your head
While she thinks about another’s bed
She’s the nightmare the Devil sent your way

You realize it’s not what it seems
And not something that you want to think about
Wake up in a sweat, it’s a dream

She’s in love with me, but I never got a say
Someone save me please from her crazy game
She’s in love with me, and I’m scared she’s here to stay
Stay, stay, stay

She’s in love with me, but I never got a say
Someone save me please from her crazy game
She’s in love with me, and I’m scared she’s here to stay
Stay, stay, stay

Well, she’s in love with me, but how do I get away?
Someone save me please from her crazy game
She’s in love with me, and I might want her to stay
Stay, stay, stay

She got away, way, way
She got away, way
Way, way
Way, way, way, way
She got away

Gryffin – Love in ruins feat. Sinead Harnett

[Electronic music]

Show me how we move
Now I’m learning
Free is open too,
You are the one I seek
You are the half of me
As much as we bare our souls
We’re animals
I’ll make it to see my boy lose control
I’m moving
Leave our Love in ruins
And bury it six feet in the grave
I wanna go the hurt that hits, kiss the lips
So, why don’t we play a game?
I know that we can leave our Love in ruins
Or maybe we should go be unafraid
I wanna see you bend the rules
Me and you

I know that we could leave our Love in ruins
And bury it six feet in the grave
I wanna go the hurt that hits, kiss the lips
So, why don’t we play a game?

Show me how she moves
Earth is turning
We’re too strong to lose
I promise you,
You are the one I seek
You are the half of me
As much as we share our souls
We’re animals
I’ll make it see my boy lose control

Only here with you
Only you
Make this please
I know that we could leave our Love in ruins
(ruins ruins ruins)
And bury it six feet in the grave

I know that we could leave our Love in ruins
And bury it six feet in the grave
I wanna go the hurt that hits, kiss the lips
So, why don’t we play a game?
I know that we can leave our Love in ruins
Or maybe we should go be unafraid
I wanna see you bend the rules
Me and you
So, how can we say the word?
Why don’t we play a game?

RAC – It’s a shame

feat. Pink Feathers

Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh

I’m tired of waiting for it
The feeling that comes with us
The one I’ve tried to follow
The ache I want

It’s a shame
I’ll never fell again
It’s a shame
I’ve never felt the same
It’s a shame

Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh

You always played the martyr
I’ve been on the brink of death
You think it’s so peculiar
I felt regret

It’s a shame
I’ll never fell again
It’s a shame
I’ve never felt the same
It’s a shame

(I’ll never fell again
I’ve never felt the same
It’s a shame.)

Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh

NoMBe – Bad girls

[Electronic music]

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-dooloo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Bad girls have the most fun
Bad girls have the most fun, they know
It doesn’t matter what you say, what you heard, where you come from
No, bad girls have the most fun
Bad girls like to live fast
Bad girls make that good cash
Bad girls, they like rough sex
and they know, that if they ever get caught with the handcuffs
It’s just good cops and no stress

And time won’t tell if they break down walls
and time will tell if they break den laws

(2x)
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-dooloo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Bad girls don’t do pre-nups,
Get divorced (ooh) paper cuts
It doesn’t matter watchu buy you gon’ get watchu deserve
Bad girl gotta lotta nerve
You best believe you gon’ get hurt
Better leave, forget her
Bad dreams, and nightmares
So, you roll over to the good side of your bed
and dream big, though it’s hopeless

(2x)
And time won’t tell if they break down walls
and time will tell if they break down walls

(2x)
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-dooloo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Garren Sean – Finer things

You remind me of the Finer things
I don’t want you to see other things
I’ll give you something something good
Show the world you’re the one for me
You came here, say it baby
Uh, it’s alright to enjoy the good life
I think the hesitation
We always crash, it won’t last
That’s why I’m saying
I know bout the real things
I will show you the Finer things
I know bout the real things
I can show you the Finer things
I will, and I can show you what I see
Everything I told you I would be
My heart already been there
Now I want the same [?] real to me
Yeah
No, you don’t worry bout the new
And do all the things I told you we would do
I know [?]
We always crash, it won’t last
That’s why I’m saying bout the real things
I can show you the Finer things
I know bout the real things
I can show you the Finer things

NVDES – Do You Think About Me/ Do ya?

I remember waking up
Knowing you were next to me
Now I feel like every night
Finding you is my destiny
And I know your suns going down
Mine is rising up
Wish I could teleport across the world
Just to feel your love

Just to feel your love
Just to feel your love, love
Just to feel your
Just to feel your love

Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think about
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya?
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think about
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think about me?

Always talking about time travel and paradise
Always looking for a way to keep staring back into your eyes
Replay the way that you were touching me
That one night I lose my mind
We were loose but holding on so tight
I was losing my mind

Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think about
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya?
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think about
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think about me?

It’s coming back
It’s coming back
Cinnamon on my lips
Cigarettes deepest hit
Staying in the dream you’re in
You belong, I belong
Only one, only one
I’ve gone high for you
High for you, high for you
High for you
I’ve gone high for you
I’ve gone

Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think about me?
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya?
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think about me?
Do you think about me?
Do you think about me?

KWAYE – Sweetest life

Elevate [?] in the state baby
There’s no way, there’s no way I could fall
When I’m in this state of mind baby
There’s no name but your name I would call
And if you feel like I do
Then there’s no way, there’s no way this is wrong
You’re the sweetest thing about me
There’s no shame there at all
Feel good feeling when I’m giving all this love to you
No mistaken it’s the real thing, obviously this is true
And the sweetest life to living it’s alright
And the love that is easy, are you with me?
And the sweetest life to living it’s alright
And the love that is easy, are you with me?

Alright!
Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest
Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest
Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest

And the sweetest life to living it’s alright
And the love that is easy, are you with me?
And the sweetest life to living it’s alright
And the love that is easy, are you with me?

I’ll take you to my landing
Let’s get away, let’s get away from it all
And if you’re feeling undecided
Just take my hand and put it in yours

And the sweetest life to living it’s alright
And the love that is easy, are you with me?
And the sweetest life to living it’s alright
And the love that is easy, are you with me?

Alright!
Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest
Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest
Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest

I’m over questioning all baby
You know exactly who I am
Let it all go!

(x3)
And the sweetest life to living it’s alright
And the love that is easy, are you with me?
And the sweetest life to living it’s alright
And the love that is easy, are you with me?

Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest
Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest
Aa-aa-aah
Sweetest sweetest

Nobody in the world – Ashworth lyrics

Lyrics Ashworth – Nobody in the world

You got money on your mind
Money in your pocket
Hand me down bands
But you ain’t never like it
Don’t care ’bout things like that.(nobody in the world)

Say you wanna play games
I’ll be at the SoHo
Hitting on the roof
Getting high on the low-low
I said I’d be down for that.

‘Cause ain’t nobody in the wooorld like you, like you
Nobody in the wooorld like you, like you
Body tripping an original
I be looking for the anal
Body in the world like you, like you (like you).

Diet cocaine
Flipping off a taxi
Versuri-lyrics.info
Going my way, when you got into the backseat
I said hey, you got a name?

Say you wanna play games
I’m going to the SoHo
Take me to the roof
We get high on the low-low
I said I’d be down for that.

‘Cause ain’t nobody in the wooorld like you, like you
Nobody in the wooorld like you, like you
Body tripping an original
I be looking for the anal
Body in the world like you, like you (like you).

‘Cause ain’t nobody in the wooorld like you, like you
Nobody in the wooorld like you, like you
Body tripping an original
I be looking for the anal
Body in the wooorld like you, like you
‘Cause ain’t nobody in the world like you, like you
Nobody in the world like you, like you
Body tripping an original
I be looking for the anal
Body in the world like you, like you (like youuu).
Ashworth lyrics
Video world

Boys – Charli XCX lyrics

Lyrics Charli XCX – Boys

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys.

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back.

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
“I had to trash the hotel lobby”
But..

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booys.

In every city I got ones with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back.

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse
But I can’t even lie, you got me.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys versuri-lyrics.info
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booys.

Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad
Not like I had a choice.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys (booys)
booys (booys), booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys (ooh, baby – yeah)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booysss.
Charli XCX lyrics
Video Charli XCX